FARM AT COVENTRY
Tales from the green side...
Friday, April 18, 2008
Guilty Pleasure...
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...I have to admit to loving bitter greens. It started years ago as a forced effort which then evolved into an acquired taste, but now I ca...
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Eight years later...
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I caught sight of this tree carving along the trail at the park yesterday. Couldn't quite stop thinking about it the rest of the afterno...
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Walking and Talking in Warwick
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“Progress has not followed a straight ascending line, but a spiral with rhythms of progress and retrogression, of evolution and dissolution....
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Thursday, April 17, 2008
Spring Breezes smell like this....
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Again the blackbird sings; the streams wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, and tremble in the April showers, the tassels of the maple ...
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Feelin' Shades of Purple
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Friday, April 11, 2008
Thinking...
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...what I might do with this chickweed: pesto? salad dressing? or straight up with a squirt of lemon juice and olive oil with a few pine nut...
Walking....
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Common Violet Viola Palmata Chickweed Stellaria media Spring Beauty Claytonia virginica Bloodroot Sangunaria canadensis Lesser Celandine Ra...
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Saturday, April 5, 2008
The Staff of Life...
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At the end of the week, I made up a batch of goat chevre to serve for snack at class yesterday. There is no great mystery to making fresh ch...
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Friday, April 4, 2008
Making Choices-Coming Clean
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Many years ago I made a conscious choice to purchase organic foods for my family and to buy a share in our local Community Supported Agricul...
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Tuesday, April 1, 2008
April Fool
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This picture wasn't taken today....but it was taken in April, circa 2001. After a particularly horrible late afternoon thunderstorm, th...
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Cheating...
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...Spring in the greenhouse. I went in to check on things and found that despite the chill outside, it was 85 degrees in here! Everything is...
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Silly Saturday
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Not sure why this tickles me so much. The last long rays of the sun before it goes down below the horizon have a strange way of altering our...
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